This blog was created for others who will hopefully glean something from the words I have written.Not much to say except I ran off from an orphanage when I was 13 years old.Hopped on a freight train and joined the circus.Have been wandering ever since.I am grateful to be alive and my only desire is to leave something here for others to gain from.If I can accomplish that then I have successfully reached my intended goal.All we have left in the end is our legacy.

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Monday, March 29, 2010

Jane Doe was what I named herShe was saved from sudden deathDiscarded from a moving carAs nature held its breathIn the cold rainAlong that lonely roadShe slept the forty milesUntil I got her homeNow she sleeps in my palmAll her worries goneUpon my pillow she will restSlumbering safely from dusk to dawn